Feet First Into Hell

[Verse One] Raise your mugs to the stars, To the boots and the scars, For democracy calls us to die With a grin and a gun, Dropping napalm for fun, And salute as the bugs liquefy! [Verse Two] Heed the chitter and clack Of the Terminid pack, With their acid and mandibles primed; We stomp and we shoot, Get ichor on our boot, For the Bug is no match for Mankind! [Chorus] So load up the pods, Send regards to the gods, We’re the tip of the spear, tried and true; For honour! For pride! For the marketing guide! Super Earth! All our deaths are for you! [Verse Three] Steel soldiers advance With a cold dead-eyed trance, Feeling nothing for heroes they've slain; They march without name, Every chassis the same, We reload, and they’re scrap once again! [Chorus] So load up the pods, Send regards to the gods, We’re the tip of the spear, tried and true; For honour! For pride! For the marketing guide! Super Earth! All our deaths are for you! [Verse Four] The squids in the mist Wave their tentacled fists, With their minds and their beams all aglow; They shimmer and scheme, With a high-tech regime, But we’ll nuke them to hell, just for show! [Chorus] So load up the pods, Send regards to the gods, We’re the tip of the spear, tried and true; For honour! For pride! For the marketing guide! Super Earth! All our deaths are for you!